Who went to YMCA day camp in the 80s?

Aren't YMCAs all in inner cities? Growing up in rural Missouri, we didn't have any around unless you drive a couple hours to St Louis.

I attended YMCA Day Camp in Bogalusa in the early 1950s.

Oh man Camp Forbing in Shreveport was the daily baby sitter for me in the summers. My mom would drop me off at the Y early, and they'd bus us to the "country" it seemed so far out. Now I drive past the area daily, except it's a Kroger and a few restaurants. The mosquitos and smell of hot pine straw will always be in my brain.

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I attended YMCA Day Camp in Bogalusa in the early 1950s.

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Over by the library, I assume. The Avenue U YMCA was for blacks during segregation. Of course, the black community liked having their own "Y", but the federal government couldn't have that. Now it's just a destitute pile of shite.

Went to the YWCA summer day camp

Yep, I was a "camp counselor" one year in college. I sucked at the job because all I cared about was the after parties with the other counselors and Lifeguards!

Fun memories.

Never went to a summer camp but all of the youth sports I played - soccer, little league baseball and football were organized through the YMCA.

YMCA in Baton Rouge. At some point I went to the BREC Zachary one where the counselors lined us up against a wall and played dodgeball. Just beating the shite out of us. lol.

Yep, I think Pennington was the one with the pool. Was a treat to go there. I think I was at the AC Lewis location.

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Oh man Camp Forbing in Shreveport was the daily baby sitter for me in the summers. My mom would drop me off at the Y early, and they'd bus us to the "country" it seemed so far out. Now I drive past the area daily, except it's a Kroger and a few restaurants. The mosquitos and smell of hot pine straw will always be in my brain.

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They would pick us up at St. Luke's on Youree! I will always remember the smell of those creosote logs they had made into playground equipment and how fun it was to get to swim in the Elvis pool after a long day on the ropes course. I don't even remember Forbing being all that well structured. They basically dropped us off and let us run all over that place until it was time to go home. I remember exploring the woods around there and seeing the creepy old red cabins they had left over from the 50s and 60s that still had the bunk bed frames in them.



Played all my YMCA T-Ball and coach pitch out there, as well. A lot of fun, hazy memories of growing up in Shreveport in the 90s came from that piece of land. Every time I'm back in Shreveport and drive by the grocery store out there now I get a little pang of sadness.